She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 97

Back at The Landinbourg International.

Mr. and Mrs. Pierce spotted Miles walking into the hotel with a woman, and quickly realized it wasn't Ms. Winter, the companion he had brought to the gala.

Surprised, Mr. Pierce frowned and asked in English, "Cedric, who is this?"

Miles hesitated. He wanted to claim she was just a friend, but...

Hunter pushed his glasses up his nose and whispered urgently, "Boss, the Pierces know you're secretly married. They place enormous value on family harmony and happy marriages.

"You previously explained to them that Jade was just a friend. But considering how intimate you are with Quinn right now, if you insist she's also just a friend, Mrs. Pierce is going to be incredibly offended."

"They might label you as a reckless playboy and rethink the partnership. The Nova Group is breathing down our necks for this deal. We cannot afford any slip-ups right now."

Miles had already arrived at the exact same conclusion, which was why he hadn't immediately answered.

After a moment of deliberate calculation, he smiled. "This... is my wife, Quinn. She had a little too much to drink tonight."

Mr. Pierce let out a delighted gasp, completely missing the faint awkwardness in Miles's tone.

"Oh, Cedric! We finally get to meet your wife! She's gorgeous—you two make a perfect match."

Mrs. Pierce's frown melted into a warm smile as she graciously added,

"You're a true gentleman, taking such good care of your wife."

Miles's jaw twitched imperceptibly as he fluidly wrapped his arm tighter around Quinn's waist.

Maintaining a polite smile, he nodded. "Thank you for the kind words, Mrs. Pierce. My wife and I would love to host you both for dinner soon."

The Pierces nodded in happy agreement.

As they parted ways, Mr. Pierce even instructed his assistant to send a bottle of Caulfield Manor's exclusive reserve wine up to their suite.

The second the suite door clicked shut, Miles wasted no time violently dumping Quinn onto the sofa.

Had they seen through his act?

"Boss, for the sake of the Ryan Group contract, I suggest you let Quinn stay in your room tonight..." Hunter trailed off, terrified to finish the sentence.

He didn't have to. Miles's murderous glare silenced him immediately.

*Ding-dong.*

The doorbell chimed. Hunter panicked. "Boss, quick! Get her to the bed! She can't be passed out on the sofa—if Noah sees that, he'll know it's a sham!"

With no other choice, Miles grabbed Quinn and hauled her toward the massive bed.

In her drunken stupor, Quinn thought he was a giant teddy bear and firmly wrapped her arms around his waist.

His core muscles locked instantly as he shot a look of absolute revulsion at the woman beneath him.

Was she actually drunk, or just faking it?